. and greed. Always greed. Its name is long since lost, as is its history. Indeed, of everything this primordial world offered in its prime, only one ...hing endured -- and endures still.That thing is an old, battered lamp. The lamp appears in different universes at different times, waiting for thousands of years sometimes. But eventually, it's always found... and the person who first cleans the lamp invokes its power -- the power of Ovyah, the Djinn of Lust.That's me -- but don't worry. I don't. Take a lesson from me, and be forewarned--No genetic woman, regardless of how well adornedOr beautiful she is, can compare to the lovelinessOf a gorgeous young transsexual miss!Mothers, tell your daughters they can't hope to compete;Against transsexual ladies, they will meet defeat,For, pleasant of face and form though they may be,None can hope to rival the sweet ecstasyThat a shemale can engender within a male;A woman's sexual skills, next to a shemale's, will pale,And a man will seek comfort. Which it did, a month after the house went on the market, it wassold at the asking price.She put the furniture from the house into storage, packed up her thingsin her pick-up truck and went out of town.As Heather pulled into the town that she had the job offer from she sawa sign. The sign read: New in town? Stay at The Immortal Watch Inn.Rooms at reasonable rates since it will change your life forever.Heather only had about 5,000 in cash to find an apartment, she decidedto check it outHeather. The last weeks were grueling, in more than one sense. First in closed sessions, then in group session, they made me remember everything that happened to me during the almost three days the Montalbans kept me. I still cannot see the sense in that, me reliving all what happened, but they were adamant. I do not know whether it is because or in spite of those sessions, but I am now better able to deal with what happened.Physically, I seem to have healed completely. The bruises are all gone, even on.